The Perfect Ending

Lyrics

Through all the cutting and chopping The seeds had been plotting their revenge Biding their time Till the wells had run dry Conspiring with the sun to fry All the edible vegetation And leave behind Only the most aggressive creepers and vines A panoply In the canopy Started to advance Towards the concrete grey of the city Unable to retreat It was an easy victory An ignominious Defeat This upright fleshy parasite had been incredibly short-sighted Try as they might to shrink-wrap the creeping sense of doom Convince themselves the years of warnings would never come true Focus their attentions on upgrading their iPhone 21s to the brand new iPhone 22 The holes were too big (The holes were too big) The boats too few (The boats too few) The holes were too big (The holes were too big) The boats too few (The boats too few) The boats too few